La strada dell'eternità

Titolo originale: Glory Alley

1952
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1h 19min

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Louis Armstrong, Leslie Caron, and Ralph Meeker in La strada dell'eternità (1952)

Aggiungi una trama nella tua linguaAn about-to-retire New Orleans newspaper columnist tells the story of a most unforgettable character: boxer Socks Barbarossa.An about-to-retire New Orleans newspaper columnist tells the story of a most unforgettable character: boxer Socks Barbarossa.An about-to-retire New Orleans newspaper columnist tells the story of a most unforgettable character: boxer Socks Barbarossa.

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None of the songs performed in the film are listed in the on-screen credits. In addition to the songs Louis Armstrong performed in the film, he recorded another song, "It's a Most Unusual Day," by Jimmy McHugh and Harold Adamson, but it was cut. That outtake, several songs from this film, plus songs from other Louis Armstrong M-G-M films, were included on a CD anthology entitled "Now You Has Jazz: Louis Armstrong at M-G-M," released in 1997 by Rhino Records.

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Gabe Jordan: Politicians aren't New Orleans. For the real story you gotta go to the - real people. The people of desire on Piety Street. The people of piety on Desire Street. And the people of good intentions on Bourbon Street. My street. My favorite beat. It has more grifters, grafters, guzzlers, and guts than any other street in the world. Buccaneers Alley, Thieves Alley, and this stretch, the block I call Glory Alley. Glory Alley - a world of square guys with round edges. Where love with larceny, courage and crime, nobility and amorality, come out of the same barrel. Beer barrel or whiskey barrel, preferably bourbon. Life is fundamental to mugs, pugs, and lugs. You settle it with fists or rationalize it with dreams out of a bottle. Yet, in the bottom of life's gutter, you can find, if you look up hard enough, more beauty, dignity and sensitivity, than anywhere else in the world. Has beens, might have beens, never was it, and - champions.

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Edited from Modern New Orleans (1940)

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Glory Alley
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Music by Jay Livingston
Lyrics by Mack David
Sung by chorus over opening credits and at the end

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We're Talking Major Train Wreck

This is one of the few movies I consider so bad they're interesting. The champion in this category is "The Guilt Of Janet Ames." "Glory Alley" is not that awful but it is a real mess. Yet, it is intriguing.

Ralph Meeker, the brilliant star of "Kiss Me Deadly" who did way too few movies, plays a boxer named Socks Barbarosa. Maybe Bill Clinton named his cat after this character.

Meeker is also very good in "Show In The Sky." He was generally underused ion movies, though.

"Glory Alley" is a kind of faux-Damon Runyon. Runyon gone South to New Orleans. We have Socks. We have a blind man called the Judge. His helper, played by Louis Armstrong, is named Shadow.

The Judge has an Italian accent; yet his daughter has a French accent. And no wonder: She is Leslie Caron. Caron and Meeker could have been a fantastic combination. She's appealing. It's hard, though, to believe that she is doing music hall numbers at a dive called Chez Bozo and her father doesn't know it. He seems to know everything else that's going on.

The movie is narrated by newspaper reporter John McIntire. It's a voice-over narration, looking back on the vents we're seeing. But this is no noir. McIntire tells us it's the most fascinating story he ever covered -- and he's never told the truth till now -- is that of Socks Barbarosa.

Well, it could have been a fascinating story. It's peopled with fine actors and a superb leading man. But it doesn't hold together. This is not to mention its preaching: Much of the dialogue, especially toward the end, sounds as if it came from a sampler on a wall. Nor what sounds like the MGM Chorale that accompanies some of Armstrong's trumpet playing and is sort of an uplifting Greek chorus.